2010 Drillbit Award Entries

DCorso

 OK, a week of going to bed at midnight every night resulted in a flash of brilliance with 1 mile left in my ride today. Going uphill a leaf gets blown into the spokes of my front wheel.  I reach down to pull it out, hand gets sucked into wheel, a$$ goes over handlebars, I face plant on the pavement.  Luckily I only ended up with a sore shoulder and road rash on my face. Who knew I could actually get uglier?

Anyway - that's my entry for the 2010 Drillbit Award.  Anyone else want to confess?

Steve West

Ouch! I'll be sure to let any leaves stay in my spokes.... Glad you're ok after that one. I hope I never have anything to confess....

penlynwilson

Years ago, I was riding along and rode through some gravel. With my right hand I reached back to clean off my rear wheel and my hand got stuck. Then, my right foot came unclipped. Luckily, I was on a road with no traffic. I ended up pedaling over to the wrong side of the road, right hand still stuck and right leg waiving in the air, and going down in the grass. As I lay there laughing at myself an old guy rolls up on a cruizer bike and says "that's why I don't ride them skinny tire bikes" and he rides off. Luckily I wasn't far from home. I did end up skinning my left shoulder.

Michele Cellai

I really needed a laugh today and you guys are giving it to me. Thank you.

Kitboo

Last summer was especially rainy making for some really amazing plant and mushroom life in the woods. I'm riding with my DH which means I'm working very, very hard to keep up. While descending a twisty trail with slippery roots and rocks, I spot a SQUAWROOT out of the corner of my eye. Having only seen one of these flowers in a book, I had to turn and look. Well, the bike goes where the eyes look. I wiped out, smacked my knee into a rock, bruised the palm of my hand on a root, and landed right into a patch of squawroot. Now I'll never forget what that stoopid flower looks like.

Coach Patrick

Dave, WTF? My version was 2003, cleaning my fixie. In a rush, I spray lube on the chain, pick up the rear wheel with one hand, crank the pedals and then grab the chain with a rag. Rag gets stuck, thumb gets stapled by rear cassette. Don't look, stick in mouth. Right to kitchen to wrap in paper towel and tape. To bedroom to change quickly, get an hour run in with hand in air. Then off to the emergency room. Total moronosity.

mattsull

To bedroom to change quickly, get an hour run in with hand in air. Then off to the emergency room. Total moronosity.

I have a feeling that's something many of us would have done. The run that is.

DCorso

 @P - definitely not my best moment.  As I was reaching down I was telling myself it was dumb. I really need some sleep.

Luckily I look a lot worse than I feel.  IOW, just another day in my world

Linda Patch

While I read that and smile b/c it's funny on one level, I also shudder. Have to say--after Keith's accident, I'm not sure I'll ever be the same about all that. It's a hair's breadth away from disaster, and I am so thankful you weren't hurt worse. Honestly, I still feel traumatized. This will be one Happy Thanksgiving for sure. For many of us.

Nemo Brauch

What Linda said. I'm hoping and praying 2011 will come and go with absolutely NO entries in the Drillbit Award column. We've had more than our fare share around here!

Chris G

How did I do?

Michele Cellai

Oh....OOOWWWWWWWIEEEEEEEEEE!

gilliatt

I am sure most know I am a career firefighter, this year I got burnt pretty decent too partial thickness about 3 inches by 1 inch huge blister took forever to heal. I got burnt making popcorn at home. Yeah, I rock

left.right.repeat

Here's a little Thanksgiving levity...

I went to Goliad, Texas to ride the Tour de Goliad in October. It was to be a training ride in a small South Texas town as I prepared for Florida. This is a community ride of various distances with a couple hundred riders. To give you a picture, ride organizers are in blue jeans, western shirts and cowboy boots (everyday fashion - no costumes), the starting prayer is offered by the town's Baptist minister and resembles a sermon, the National Anthem is sung a cappella over a bull horn and the start is handled by the word "go" over said bullhorn...I think you get the picture.

So the prayer is said, the National Anthem sung, we are standing in the middle of main street, getting ready to go - I clip in and immediately tump over - right in the middle of Main Street, like Tiny Tim for the old among us, the photographer snapped numerous pictures of me laying in the street laughing and I was allegedly on the front page of the weekly Goliad paper. To date, I have been unable to secure the photo but will post if possible. Nothing was hurt but my ego. Of course the roadies had a lot to say about the tri bike guy who fell BEFORE the start.

Matt Samojeden

 

This summer I was nearing the end of one of our challenging 4.5 hr Saturday bike rides in the St Louis heat. I stopped to move water bottles around and more importantly to put some added lube on hot spots on my junk. The head was a bit toasty from the hard ride and the heat. 

Time to finish this ride. I clipped my left shoe in and started to mount the bike – NOOOO – I fell over on my felt side. Ouch. I picked myself up and a car stopped and asked if I was ok. I said sure was good – thanks for stopping. I started to clip back in and realized all was not right. I looked down at my right calf and saw blood flowing down in a nice waterfall effect. I had managed to slam the calf into the teeth of the big chain ring and had a deep 3+ inch long 3/8 inch wide gash in the calf.

I was 30 min from the car and in the middle of nowhere – that car was a rare event. What do you do??? Get on the bike and ride!!!   I climbed on and 10 min later I looked at the watt meter and thought – boy this adrenaline stuff really works, I was putting out 25-30 watts more that before the incident. Made it to the car – drove home to clean up ( u can’t go to the ER smelling like this ) and in to the ER for my 12 stitches in my chain ring Tat.

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